René d'Herblay, alias Aramis

Awake, a touch chilled, and utterly unable to not attend to her, he wanders behind Aramis and bows his head down to rest his chin on her shoulder, wrapping his arms and the houserobe around the both of them as he wills his body heat to contribute. "Not until you're coming with me," he murmurs, words still a bit slow.

"It's not like you to wake up like this," he observes cautiously.